My dad.

My first post comes on my fathers birthday. He is my best friend. The love support and guidance he gives me is the only true love I have ever known. When I was growing up, I hero worshipped my father. All I have ever wanted was to be just like him. He has spent the last 23 years guiding me through my failures without ever making me feel like one. Every triumph, every loss, every major life decision had him behind me. I often worry that I will never truly be able to explain this to him. I am not nearly eloquent enough to say exactly how I'm feeling. How do you tell someone that they alone are your entire belief system? They are the reason for your successes, and the forgiving hand thats catches you when you stumble. My dad is my best friend. He is my only truth. As a best friend, he has never let me down. As a father, I don't know anyone who has succeeded as much as he has. I know that I am very lucky. And while my childhood was not picture perfect, I came out mostly unscathed because of the love of one man. Dad, you are the reason I am alive. Without you, there would be no successes. There would be no grace or love in this life. You are a teacher, role model, best friend and soulmate. I am you, and you are me. And for that I will be forever thankful. Happy Birthday. I love you.